She arched a brow at his remark about not being scared but chose not to comment on it. "I simply meant that she might feel better if she could see that you were alright rather than me telling her you are." The vampire wasn't looking at it as babysitting, if that was what he thought. Though she wasn't exactly used to defending a werewolf from zombies either. It was more than a little strange for her, since Selene was quite used to lycans that were more than happy to defend themselves. Generally against her, but still.
Though she would never say it out loud, she missed the contact as soon as Remus let go. He was warm, after all, and even if Selene had fed the day before she missed such contact. Missed the warmth. "You're not a bother, Remus. I just don't want anything to happen to you." She wished she could take the words back the moment they left her mouth. Oh, they were true, very true. But they also meant she was as capable of emotional weaknesses as the next person. They meant she was capable of caring. The vampire fell quiet for a few paces, then stole a glance at him. "You know, I think you're the first werewolf that hasn't tried to kill me. I don't know if I should get used to that or not." She wasn't sure why she was telling him such things, perhaps because the silence was bothering her a little, even if it was likely safer.